So, They Were the Protagonists All Along

"You just said that he can rewrite the rules of heaven and earth?"

Yao Meng was sitting on a chair in the forest, surrounded by the hazy fairy mist. He could only vaguely see a graceful figure hidden in it, with some thoughts in his beautiful green eyes.

When she was in Yaochi in the past, she had indeed felt that Mu Zhian had rewritten the rules of heaven and earth outside the ancestral land of Yaochi.

In other words, it is not to rewrite the rules of heaven and earth, but to forcibly rely on the personality of the Lord of Heaven to make the rules of heaven override the rules of heaven and earth.

It stands to reason that given Mu Zhian's current situation, the rules of heaven should only be rewritten in some areas.

Can he still let the rules of heaven replace the rules of the entire world and block the entire way of heaven?

Concubine Shang Yan raised her eyes and stared at the young man who was appearing in Liangyi Peak with Lin Ling not far ahead, and said calmly: "He can't do it now."

"However, after being promoted to the Return to Void Realm, the Natural Furnace Cauldron will be infinitely close to the Hedao Realm."

"After all, he seems to have taken some pills, and the Tiansheng Furnace has been advanced once, right?"

Yao Meng narrowed her beautiful eyes and gave Shang Yanfei a meaningful look.

"Although Sect Master Shang is in Liangyi Peak, you seem to be very aware of what is happening in the outside world."

Concubine Shang Yan said calmly: "I only know a little bit about the things within the Liangyi Sect. I don't know much about the outside world."

Yao Meng raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes moving with a playful expression.

She didn't think the other party was lying, because Concubine Shang Yan's true body could not leave the Liangyi Sect.

The chains in the black mist behind this sect leader are not her ancestral weapons, but the shackles that restrict her true form.

This sect master sealed his true self and never showed his true self to others.

Even a ray of differentiated spiritual consciousness cannot last too long in the outside world.

While the two were chatting, Mu Zhian in the distance had arrived at Liangyi Peak.

Yao Meng was indeed here, but he didn't start a fight with the sect master's sister... Mu Zhian glanced at her calmly, then raised his hands and bowed: "Disciple Mu Zhian, I have met the sect master."

In any case, Mu Zhian is still a disciple of the Liangyi Sect, so this etiquette is still necessary.

This is also to avoid being suspected by Yao Meng.

After all, if you call Concubine Shang Yan ‘sister of the clan master’, the relationship will be a bit ambiguous no matter how you think about it.

Concubine Shang Yan raised her fingertips, a cup of tea appeared on the table, and her voice was clear and sweet: "Just now Emperor Qing and I were talking about you."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Lin Ling. After staring for a moment, he showed a soft smile: "It seems that the karma has been completely eliminated."

Yao Meng raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Concubine Shang Yan without any trace.

What this means is... is this sect leader fully aware of Lin Ling's previous visit to Mu Zhian?

Or... was she the one who guided Linglong to find Mu Zhian?

Yao Meng quickly laid his eyes on Mu Zhian, and soon noticed that his white robe was stained with blood. He frowned slightly: "Were you attacked on the way here just now?"

Mu Zhian silently met Lin Ling's eyes, and immediately said: "Sabbath's spaceship landed near Wujie, and they wanted to take Ling'er away... But the spaceship has been destroyed by Ling'er and me."

"Did you use the authority of heaven? No wonder the breath is so disordered."

Yao Meng frowned lightly, and then she reached out and grabbed Mu Zhian's palm, and a soft light enveloped Mu Zhian.

The principle of time caused everything in Mu Zhian to accelerate backwards and return to the state it was in a day ago.

Seeing Mu Zhian, who was gradually recovering from the disordered aura in his body, Yao Meng felt relieved for the time being, but soon became suspicious: "But... why can you still use the authority of heaven?"

"After the essence and blood of the Dripping Fairyland was refined by the Tiantian Furnace, for some reason, it appeared in the Heavenly Court. I only discovered it by chance the last time." Mu Zhian said.

He was also a little strange about this matter.

Is it that the essence and blood of the Immortal Realm already exists in Heaven, or is it that the essence and blood of the Immortal Realm that was previously refined in the Tiantian Furnace have become nutrients for Heaven in some way?

Seeing that Yao Meng seemed a little worried, Mu Zhian smiled again and said: "Don't worry, fortunately, he didn't suffer any injuries."

"It's just that it's not damaged on the surface, but in the end your body is just the body of a god, just once or twice. But if you come to your body as the Lord of Heaven many times, the load on you will be far beyond your imagination. ”

There was a hint of warning in Yao Meng's gentle tone: "If the number of times is too many, even the law of time will not be able to fully recover your body."

Doesn't the principle of time directly rewrite time on a person's body, and there is also a possibility that it cannot be restored...? Mu Zhian had some hesitation in his eyes.

Lin Ling, who was on the side, held the butter paper bag and sat next to Concubine Shang Yan. Then she took out the last meat bun in the butter paper bag and started to chew it happily.

As if aware that the woman next to her was looking at her, she hesitated slightly, broke off half of it and handed it to her: "Aaa?"

She originally thought that Concubine Shang Yan would refuse like Mu Zhian did, but the sect master took the meat bun from her hand and fed it into his mouth.

"Thanks."

Lin Ling: "..."

Her rosy little mouth opened slightly and she stared at Concubine Shang Yan in astonishment, as if she had not expected this scene.

Then, her transparent red eyes lost color slightly, as if she had lost her dream.

Concubine Shang Yan glanced at the silver-haired beauty's small eyes and couldn't help but pursed her lips, as if she was suppressing the curve she wanted to arouse.

"I have already prepared an eight-treasure crane, and the disciples from the Imperial Dining Hall will send it here later." Concubine Shang Yan said.

Lin Ling raised her head suddenly, her red eyes shining slightly.

Some time ago, she ate so many Eight Treasure Cranes at Canghai Peak that even the spirit dragon, no matter how unconventional it was, was a little embarrassed to catch the Eight Treasure Cranes that she had worked so hard to raise. I didn't expect that she actually cared about him so much...

"Is it okay? It seems that there are only two Eight Treasure Cranes left in Canghai Peak." Lin Ling put up a small notebook and asked, looking forward to it but feeling guilty at the same time.

The expectation is because of the Eight Treasure Crane, and the guilt is because I feel sorry for the hard work of the leader of Canghai Peak.

The spiritual birds that were originally used to reward the inner disciples ended up running into her stomach.

"It's okay, you've worked hard these days."

Concubine Shang Yan gently stroked Lin Ling's silver hair, watching her slightly closing her eyes and gently rubbing her palms like a well-behaved cat.

The elder sister of the sect master is really sultry, she looks serious, but in fact she is a bit sinister and likes to tease people... Mu Zhian watched this scene from the side, and had a new understanding of Concubine Shang Yan.

Miss Linglong, who is as clingy as a cat, and the gorgeous beauty in gorgeous clothes are stroking Lin Ling's silver hair with soft eyes... I have to say, such a beautiful scene is really nice.

Mu Zhian sighed inwardly, and then his eyes unconsciously fell on Concubine Shang Yan's plump lips.

He remembered what happened before in the demon world.

Was the sect leader deliberately responding to the Demon Queen's provocation, or was he...

Yao Meng, who was sitting on the edge, caught the young man's gaze. His green eyes were full of thrilling charm, and his eyes playfully swept over Concubine Shang Yan's body.

She smelled a hint of green.

At this time, Concubine Shang Yan had moved her eyes away from Lin Ling, stared at Mu Zhian, and said calmly: "Have you ever heard that in this world, as long as a butterfly flaps its wings, it can stir up a storm? A storm.”

Have you heard of the butterfly effect? ​​I have learned it before... Mu Zhian nodded slightly: "Why did the sect master suddenly mention this matter?"

Concubine Shang Yan did not answer, but just said to herself: "There are fixed numbers and variables in everything, and often a small change can make the final outcome extremely bad."

"The same is true for time. Emperor Qing uses the principle of time to make your body go back to one day ago. There will also be variables during this period."

"Every time she applies the principle of time to you, it may restore your body to its original state, but as the number of times increases, the next time it may become very bad."

This is similar to when I was practicing dual cultivation with the fishes, I didn’t feel anything the first time, but after more times, my body became very bad...

Speaking of which, was that considered probability science? If the sect master's sister was in modern times, she would have been a top female student... Mu Zhi'an thought.

He remembered the original witch's 'save' ability. Each time the save was reopened, it might not be better than the first time. It purely depended on the micro-management after loading the save.

"So, the principle of time cannot be applied to a person repeatedly, otherwise sooner or later there will be a bad day?" Mu Zhian said to himself thoughtfully.

Concubine Shang Yan looked at him quietly and suddenly smiled: "Actually, all the bad luck in this world is paving the way for a better reunion in the future."

She paused: "Did you hear what I just said to Emperor Qing?"

"Does it mean that the prerequisite for changing the rules of heaven and earth is that I need to refine the gods and return to the void?" Mu Zhian asked.

He had just heard the conversation between the two of them nearby, and he could not help but have some doubts at this moment. He looked at Lin Ling, who was lying on a wooden chair, shaking his head in boredom, waiting for the Eight Treasure Crane, and said: "It stands to reason that even if you refine the spirit and return to the void, I shouldn’t be able to rewrite the rules of heaven and earth.”

"Your cauldron can't do it, but the natural cauldron can."

Concubine Shang Yan casually picked up the letter written by Mu Zhian and folded it into a paper crane: "You have taken elixirs in the past to upgrade the natural furnace cauldron once, and the nine-tailed sky fox has strengthened it for you again. A natural furnace."

"After refining the gods and returning to the void, your natural cauldron will be equivalent to the Hedao realm."

"At that time, since you are the rule, wherever you are, the rules of heaven will override the way of heaven."

The more Mu Zhian listened, the more he felt that something was wrong: "What does the natural furnace cauldron have to do with the rules of heaven? My body of the natural furnace cauldron can only be used passively..."

The Tiantian Cauldron is passive rather than active. Mu Zhian was able to rewrite the rules of heaven and earth before, purely by relying on the power of heaven to force it through.

To put it bluntly, it is relying on the status of the Lord of Heaven to forcefully suppress the rules of heaven and earth.

But what Concubine Shang Yan said now broke his cognition.

Why has the 'auxiliary' body now transformed into a body that can rewrite the rules of heaven and earth?

Concubine Shang Yan will definitely not lie or say baseless things. She must have her reasons for saying so.

Now think about it carefully, why did the drop of essence and blood that ascended to the Immortal Realm appear in the Heavenly Court after it was clearly swallowed by the Tiantian Furnace?

There seemed to be countless thoughts flickering in Mu Zhian's mind, until finally, his look of astonishment gradually solidified on his face, and finally disappeared bit by bit.

He slowly raised his head and whispered: "The natural furnace is the heaven... right?"

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[I'll say it again. Deleting some comments and interstitial posts is not to control the comments, but to prevent the readers who come later from being affected by the anger and hurting others and themselves. The mistakes are definitely the author's, but believe me, no one likes to write so-called poisonous points. Now the two chapters have been basically revised. If you are still unhappy, you are welcome to scold me in a private message. ]

[I slept for more than two hours, so I'm going to catch up on my sleep. ]